Oh, his tongue would flicker over her love cushions and his hands would roam her milky-white skin, until he was ready to breach the passage of love with his magic wand!
*dies*
This is hilarious and evil and twisted in the best of ways! Love Umbridge's Mary Sue fic, too. 'Pane Shadow' -- how... subtle. *g*
A teapot was so much less messy than a real cat.
*nods* I can absolutely believe she'd prefer transfigured objects to real animals.